And when I see you
My heart skips a beat,
Walking out into the middle of the street
Without regard to the cars
darting through the intersection.
Some raising their fingers,
Others intentionally driving faster.
Remembering a time,
Remembering a place that
you were everything I needed.
Everything I could have wanted.
And when I see you
My heart so badly wants to
relive those moments.
Stepping one foot in front of the other.
Dodging near miss
After near miss.
Knowing that deep down
I'll end up getting hit
For not letting go
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Kewayne has made jaywalking practical protocol in circumstances of being in that trance of excitement and distraction from seeing somebody one was crazy in love with at one point. Really attacks how dangerous love can be. Great poem. Like a painting of the complex and abstract and excited emotions of being crazy for somebody.